Her kiss was light and soft, with a temptation, lightly tracing every part of his lips.
At this moment, his heart felt like it was being burned by fire.
Cang Qiao closed her eyes and suddenly hugged her waist tightly with her arms, clasped the back of her head and turned over to sit on the edge of the corridor.
He lowered his head and kissed her lips harshly and harshly, responding to her initiative.
The first time it was because he couldn't suppress his madness, but the second time it was you who took the initiative to provoke it. No wonder I...
At the edge of the corridor, the hidden guards turned around silently and respectfully guarded their master.
Eunuch Qi saw this scene from a distance and sighed silently.
Everyone in the East Factory knew that Yun Ni was in love with the governor, and the governor also acquiesced in her status as his concubine. However, in the past few years, the governor had never been so close to her except for having a nice attitude towards her.
Ming Lanruo was carried back to the room in a daze.
He felt hot all over his body, and his clothes fell one by one in his hands.
A small kiss fell, raw and gentle.
It wasn't until the sky was slightly bright that he fell asleep.
She didn't wake up until the sun was high in the sky.
Rubbing her head, which was about to explode, Ming Lanruo couldn't help but hum: "Chun...Chunming..."
Chunming came in immediately, placed the basin in front of her, and asked worriedly: "Miss, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Ming Lanruo rubbed her forehead and smiled bitterly: "I have a terrible headache. Please prepare hot water for me quickly and pour the medicine from the blue bottle in my medicine box into the hot water."
Chunming immediately ordered the little girl below to do it.
Ming Lanruo soaked in the steaming potion and couldn't help but sighed happily: "The amount of wine I poured in these three glasses should not be greedy. I drank and ruined my life back then."
If I hadn't been stupid enough to put drugs into my wine when I was young, I wouldn't have drank too much, completely broken up, and had no idea what happened that night, which would have led to so many things happening later.
Chunming looked at the few red marks on her back and chest, which gradually dissipated in the potion, and was a little curious: "This potion is really useful. All the mosquito bites on your body have disappeared."
Chunming and Jinghe are all young ladies, who knows what these ambiguous traces mean.
Ming Lanruo was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled by the mosquitoes that came in such a cold weather. When she lowered her head and looked down, the traces were so faint that they were almost invisible.
So she didn't care and just said: "This medicine is perfect for activating blood circulation and removing blood stasis to sober up alcohol. By the way, when did Master Qiantose leave?"
Chunming coughed lightly: "That Qiantose man sent you to your room and probably left in the middle of the night."
Ming Lanruo felt a little uncomfortable for a moment, and she coughed softly: "It turns out he is taking care of me. Am I losing my composure?"
Chunming shook his head: "I didn't see it, the people from Dongchang were guarding it."
She hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Mr. Chitose won't "do" anything to the eldest lady, right?
Ming Lanruo thought hard, but didn't think of anything. She just pretended that nothing happened: "Nothing..."
She didn't feel any discomfort except for the pain in her head before soaking in the potion.
After taking a bath, she got up to have lunch.
"Where's Xiao Xi'er?" she asked.
Chunming said: "The young master has gone to Scholar Yin's place, and Grandma Wang has already sent Wu Shan's lunch there."
Ming Lanruo paused, then remembered that she drank too much yesterday and made a mistake. Not only did she not go to Cang Qiao for follow-up consultation, she also did not go to see Yin Shusheng.
She ate in a hurry and asked Chunming to carry the medicine box with her to the Xikuoyuan where the Yin scholar and the unknown gentleman were.
"Little lady." The scholar, who was still wearing a plain white half-worn cotton robe and a scarf on his head, saw her coming, and a smile flashed in his slender eyes.
